Bruno Mars – Marry You

D
Is it the look in your eyes,
Em
Or is it this dancing juice?
G D
Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you.

D Em
Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go,
G D
No one will know, Come on girl.
D Em
Who cares if we’re trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow,
G D
Shots of patron, And it’s on girl.